Blue Flowers

Today’s blip is of these little blue flowers; so far there are only two showing through the ground. These have bravely struggled through, in part of the border, which our first builders destroyed.

Every year I blip these blue flowers and every year I forget their names; no doubt someone will tell me what they are again this year.

Today it is dry, but not particularly warm. The builder who was here this morning finished at lunch time so Dougal and Florence went out into the garden. I am not sure how long Florence stayed out, but just after lunch I noticed she was back in her upstairs bed; obviously too cold for her.